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The day after Di Qiong was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment, there were new trends in the headlines of the major media.

"The popular artist Di Qiong fell from the building late at night and was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment. The hospital announced that the rescue was invalid this morning."

"Singer Di Qiong failed to be rescued at 45:[-] a.m. Beijing time and has lost her vital signs. It is reported that she is a volunteer for organ donation."

"Di Qiong fell from the building late at night, suspected to be caused by a drug overdose. The police have confirmed that drugs were found in his apartment, and the drug test is in progress."

Early in the morning, Pei Ji came to find Zhou Qie with a newspaper.

It was Lu Pin who opened the door for him. Pei Ji was surprised when he saw him, "You came so early?"

Lu Pin opened his mouth but hesitated to speak, Pei Ji didn't bother to talk to him, and strode directly into the apartment.

As he walked, he pointed to the big bold letters on the newspaper with a proud expression on his face, "See that! Let me just say it's drug use."

Zhou Qierting had just finished exercising, sat up slowly from the sit-up machine, took a towel to wipe off his sweat casually, and gave Pei Ji an indifferent look.

Pei Ji instinctively felt that he was not in high spirits, so he stopped joking and came over and said, "What's the matter, what happened?"

Zhou Qierting smiled subtly, "It's nothing, I'm tired."

"Impossible! I'm a big star, I know what it's like to be tired, you're definitely not tired! I've only been back for one night, is Lu Pin making trouble with you? I knew that his little cousin is simply ..."

Zhou Qierting interrupted his chatter, "Pei Ji, I'm fine. What did you write in that newspaper?"

Pei Ji had no choice but to follow his words: "It's nothing, just found drugs from Di Qiong's house."

Zhou Qierting rubbed his hair and frowned, "So? Was it an accident?"

Pei Ji pursed his lips and shook his head, "The police only said that drugs were found, but they didn't respond to anything else. They said they were still investigating, but...Di Qiong's rescue failed."

Zhou Qierting's movements paused for a beat, "After such a long operation, you still haven't recovered?"

"No... Now the Internet has been blown up. Think about it, first it was exposed for possession/drugs, and then the rescue failed. Netizens almost don't know which topic to tear up first."

Zhou Qiting took a quick look at the newspaper, "Have you found out whether he was on drugs or not when he jumped off the building?"

Pei Ji shook his head, and sat next to him, "It's probably due to smoking, and the final result may really be as everyone guessed, it's just what you did."

Zhou Qier gave a perfunctory "hmm", and went into the bathroom/room with a towel, "I'm going to take a shower, I'm sweating all over after exercising."

Pei Ji didn't understand, so, "By the way, I haven't asked you yet, what kind of strenuous exercise did you get up so early?" He turned his head to look at Lu Pin who had been sitting obediently by the side with his head bowed and not speaking, "What time did he get up?"

Lu Pin drooped his head, and raised his head when he heard the words, "Listen to him...he didn't sleep."

"Didn't sleep?" Pei Ji was astonished, and was about to ask Zhou Qie through the door of the bathroom/room where the noise was, but there was already the sound of rushing water inside.

"What do you mean by not sleeping? What did he stay up all night for?" Pei Ji had no choice but to grab Lu Pin for an answer.

Lu Pin was panicked when he saw him. After thinking about it, he finally felt that Pei Da and Mr. Zhou were already in a relationship. Sooner or later, he would know about this matter. After hesitating, he decided to tell Pei Ji, "Listen to him... ...something happened at home."

Pei Ji was even more confused, "His family? He has brothers and sisters!?"

Lu Pin shook his head sadly, "It's his father."

Pei Ji wanted to ask more, but Lu Pin felt that the idea just now was too stupid, how could he tell him by himself, so he firmly shut his mouth, "You should ask the rest and listen to yourself, I don't know either! "

Sitting on the sofa, Pei Ji felt that no matter how much he guessed, he couldn't figure out why.

Zhou Qiting's father?Didn't he live with his mother since childhood?He has been with him for so long, and he has never heard anything about his father. This role should never appear in his life, why did it suddenly pop up now...

Just as he was thinking wildly, Zhou Qierting came out wrapped in a bathrobe after taking a shower.

Lu Pin tactfully slipped into the kitchen, leaving only Pei Ji and him in the living room.

Pei Ji said bluntly, "What's wrong with your father?"

Zhou Qi was stunned when he heard the words, and instantly guessed what Lu Pin had said, his expression darkened immediately, "It's nothing."

"Why is it all right? Lu Pin said you didn't sleep all night! What happened? You tell me and I can help you too!"

Zhou Qiu said with a straight face: "It's not a question of whether to help or not, it's..." He sat down tiredly as he spoke, "My father called me last night, to be exact, it was his lawyer. Come here, say that he...he has cancer, he can't hold it for long, and wants to see me again when he is dying. "

Pei Ji didn't know what to say, "Then you... do you know that such a father exists? Or did he come to you suddenly..."

Zhou Qierting propped his temples, expressionless, "I have always known of his existence, but we have never met."

"Then you...he should be in England, you plan to go back..."

Zhou Qierting interrupted him directly, "I won't go back. I made it very clear to his lawyer that it has nothing to do with me for why he died or how many times he died."

Pei Ji stroked his slightly bent back, "Are you okay? Would you like some wine?"

Zhou Qierting suddenly raised his head excitedly, "Did he come when I wished to see my father countless times?"

More than 20 years ago, in the drizzle of London, the little Zhou Qierting stepped on the dilapidated fabric sofa at home, holding the receiver of the phone and dialing a series of familiar numbers, and heard the sweet voice of a woman coming from the other side. Finally, with a soft ending, he said, "Hello, can I talk to Dad?"

The maid over there was a little surprised and asked his father's name, thinking it was the child of some servant.

"My father's name is..." The child was not very articulate, but when he pronounced his father's name, he pronounced it very clearly, without making any mistakes in a single syllable.

Such clear words, but the maid asked again as if she didn't hear clearly, "Who do you think your father is?" In the background sound, an old man asked her who was calling, and directly answered the receiver.

"My father is..." The young Zhou Qiering repeated it obediently, and the pronunciation became more distinct.

However, the old man responded viciously, "Wild boy, don't call again! Let you/mother take care of your own seed! There is no father here! If you dare to call again, I will call the police!" After finishing speaking, the old man hung up the phone mercilessly.

Listening to the busy tone from the phone, the child's big eyes were filled with tears, but he didn't cry.He put the microphone back, climbed off the sofa, trotted all the way to his bed, carefully took out a diary from under the pillow, opened the title page, and checked over and over again that he did not call the wrong number, and the tears in his eyes Falling out of control in this over and over again.He heard other children always say that their father reprimanded him, "I will throw you away if you cry again." He thought that he must have cried too much when he was born, so he angered his father away. He is always unhappy.

Xiao Zhou listened to the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, the immature/tender handwriting on the diary was washed away by tears again, covering the traces of the previous tears.

Close your eyes, these past events will linger around you, Zhou Qierting breathed slowly for a few beats, let yourself get out of the past memories, and calmly said: "I don't need a father, and he doesn't need another son. "

Pei Ji clung to him tightly, feeling like a piece of ice was stuck on it.

"Okay... If you don't go, you won't go," he said softly, "I'm not happy if you want to go back."

Zhou Qierting turned his head to look at him, squeezed his hand, "I'm fine, I thought it through last night. I'm just angry that he didn't bring me a complete life, but he still wants me to pay him back what he doesn't deserve. A good end. The father is kind and the son is filial. Without kindness, how can we talk about filial piety.”

Pei Ji sighed pretendingly, "Your ancient literature is getting better and better, Professor Zhou."

Zhou Qierting was amused by him, "What Professor Zhou?"

"That's what you're called on the Internet. Those little fans on your Weibo are all from Professor Zhou." Pei Ji exaggeratedly imitated the tone of a little girl, and Zhou Qierting couldn't help bumping into him, "Fuck you , Why didn’t I see it when I looked.”

"That's because you are blind, take a look..." Pei Ji said as he handed over the phone to him, "You can see for yourself!"

Zhou Qierting picked up the phone, his originally smiling expression froze when he saw the page on the screen, "What's going on with this headline?"

Pei Ji heard that when he leaned over, he saw that the original headline of the hot search list had been replaced with a new content, which read: "Di Qiong was exposed by an old friend and his life was corrupted".

Pei Ji was taken aback, "What kind of way is this? Di Qiong just passed away here, and his family's public relations are no longer working?"

Zhou Qiting was also at a loss. After clicking in, he only saw that the popular Weibo was from a marketing account in the entertainment industry. He made a long Weibo and Jiugongge, and the number of low comments and reposts was increasing at a rapid rate.

Click on a picture at random, and there are both pictures and texts. In a selfie of a dark nightclub, there is a man who is obviously Di Qiong, hugging and drinking with a woman with bare breasts. The text details the date, place and people. The evidence is overwhelming.

Looking at the comments below, the hot comments are extremely uniform, almost all scolding him for taking drugs and dating, and occasionally a few fans come to justify the name of the idol, and they are all sprayed bloody, or passers-by are watching and eating melons , By the way, I would like to lament the chaos in the entertainment industry and Di Qiong's "hiding deep enough".Looking at the homepage, there are no comments about the accidental death of a popular artist.

Zhou Qierting frowned, "What does this mean?"

Pei Ji also couldn't understand this routine, "It stands to reason that they should make Di Qiong's image a little bit worse now, emphasizing that he is an organ donor or starting from other angles, how can they allow the media to belittle him like this , This is simply whipping corpses."

Zhou Qiting looked at him, "Is this really a PR mistake?"

Pei Ji's expression was solemn, "I'll contact Director Wu first." He took his cell phone and dialed Director Wu's number, but it showed that the line was busy, "It's strange, who is he calling so early?"

Zhou Qierting was still flipping through Weibo. After a while, he suddenly grabbed Pei Ji's arm. Pei Ji was confused by his abnormal behavior, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

He looked up at Pei Ji, "Di Qiong didn't commit suicide, but homicide."

Pei Ji was taken aback when he heard the words, "How can you be so sure."

"Although it's just a guess, but..." Zhou Qierting handed over the phone, "The criminals related to his murder are in these few Weibo posts."